The Stem Cell Debate

This week I’ve been reading about the controversy associated with Michael J. Fox’s commercials supporting embryonic stem cell research in Missouri. Of course, Rush Limbaugh immediately criticized it as a political ploy, which, it was, but political ploys aren’t necessarily bad.
To begin with, I don’t have a problem with a celebrity (or anyone else, for that matter) making a commercial supporting a cause they believe in. It seems to be the American way, even if the commercial is based more on an emotional plea than a substantive logical argument. I would argue that 90%+ of the commercials on television are an appeal to emotion. Why else do beer commercials have scores of young, blond-headed women?
I read an article (Link) this morning that said the NIH (National Institute of Health) agreed with the premise of the commercial—that embryonic stem cells show the most promise in curing Parkinson’s disease. A reader commented on the article, arguing that adult stem cells are presently more effective than embryonic stem cells. Another reader quickly pointed out that we never know what is effective until it has been researched. 500 years ago, people would have scoffed to hear that a mold could cure a myriad of diseases (penicillin). So the argument that embryonic stem cells aren’t currently effectual does not mean much.
Fox seems like a nice guy, and I certainly don’t want him to suffer from a disease that is slowly eroding his ability to live. Say for example, another adult had the cure to Parkinson’s disease. The adult walked over to Fox and said, “Michael, I can cure your disease. All that is required is for you to take some cells from my spine and inject them in your brain. Unfortunately, when you take these cells from me, I’ll be a quadriplegic.” I’m sure that Fox would thank him for his help and graciously decline the offer. Why–he could not accept an offer that destroyed another life.
What if that man was a convicted felon that was soon to be executed? The man was going to die within the next twenty-four hours but refused to sign the consent forms because he was a Muslim and believed that would defile his body. Would it be right to force him to give his spinal cells to save Fox? Once again, I’m sure Fox would decline this offer because it would violate the sanctity of life.
Most of the western world has an intrinsic belief that human life is worthwhile and should not unnecessarily be destroyed. That is the reason that we have statutes against murder and dismemberment. In fact, most of our laws have a basis in the concept that it is “wrong” to injure someone else. So the question we must ask is: what is human life?
The root question in the stem cell debate is not the effectual nature of the cells, but a question of what is human life and when does it begin? Is a child with down-syndrome human? Is an elderly person with Alzheimer’s disease a human? In both cases, we would agree that these people are human and their lives, however difficult they may be, are valuable. So then, when does it begin? Most in the scientific world believe that life begins after birth, but in the Christian world, life beings at conception. And for me, since I believe that life begins at the point of conception, I must unequivocally state that destroying fertilized human eggs is an unethical behavior. I cannot condone a behavior that is unethical.
Most of us agree that theft is wrong. We know it’s wrong when some bully steals another kid’s lunch money. What if I asked you if stealing some paper clips from your work was wrong? What about stealing $2 billion from your work is wrong? Would you agree that both activities are unethical? Both actions are wrong, even though the amount of wrong done seems to be different. It’s easy to repay a few paper clips. It’s tough to repay $2 billion. To a certain extent, we feel like killing embryos is similar to taking some paper clips: it’s small and no one will care. But the premise is the same—the amount of wrong done does not change it’s natural unethical state.
You may ask, “What if embryonic stem cells will save and improve the lives of millions? Doesn’t this make it an ethical behavior? I mean, the end is so beneficial, we must suffer through the means, right.” All this argument sounds nice, but it’s a nasty and slippery slope that will lead to unintended consequences. During the 1930’s and 1940’s, Germany embarked on a number of scientific experiments on Jewish and political prisoners. They learned a lot about the human body, including some significant gains in our knowledge of hypothermia. They did this because they believed the suffering inflicted by the test subjects would be more beneficial to the rest of society. And that made their actions right. It didn’t hurt that they believed the test subjects were not the chosen race.
The question therefore is this: what is human life? Don’t allow the debate to rage on about curing diseases. This isn’t about being “anticure” as Robert Alter of Newsweek proposed (Link). The issue is about what constitutes life.
But you ask, “Andrew, what happens if you get Parkinson’s disease one day, and scientists have developed a cure using embryonic stem cells. Would you take the treatment?” This is a tough question that… I would like to say, “No, I would not,” but I’m not suffering through it and I would have a hard time turning down something that would help me, even if gained from unethical means. I suppose this is why it’s more important to stop the experimentation before we go too far. The road would take us to dark places that I fear we do not expect nor do we want to experience.

Football Celebrations

Have you seen football players celebrate after a tackle or reception? You see guys on special teams (who are lucky to even be in uniform) make a tackle and then start beating their chests… It’s very funny. And of course, the best part is when teammates come by and start slapping them on the helmet. It has to do great things for your brain, and I do wait for the day that some player get a concussion from such nonsense.
I wonder how the business world would react if their employees celebrated the mundane parts of their job. Maybe tomorrow I should run down our office hall, screaming, shouting, and beating my chest after I create a website. I could create a “create” dance and a “finish” dance to commemorate these daily activities. Then, maybe, I could be cool like the football players…

Fear of Change or A&M’s Big Blunder

Recently I posed a YouTube video of A&M’s new video, and I have since learned that it has been removed. Why, you ask? Here the reason YouTube gave:

This video has been removed at the request of copyright owner Texas A&M University because its content was used without permission.

Although technically and legally true, I can’t understand a single benefit of removing this video from the internet. Can you? Maybe they were afraid someone would deface the video and use it to mock A&M. That’s absurd because I coul grab the video when they play it on TV and do what I please to it. Maybe they were afraid to be associated with YouTube and it’s scandalous videos. I can’t even think of a reply to a question as absurd as that.
I’m guessing that A&M, along with most gray-beards across the land, fear the loss of control associated with media posted to the internet. They can’t control where it is or who looks at it, and therefore it causes fear among those who no longer comprehend marketing of today. The saw the video being used without permission and reflexively chose to yank the video from the internet.
So why’s this a big deal? Honestly, it’s not, but it does make me question the leadership and vision of those calling the shots in A&M’s marketing department. Their response should have been, “Sweet. Our video’s on YouTube. Let’s build on the buzz and think about ways to promote A&M through online video.” But instead, they feared the change and pulled the plug. So sad.

Faulty Dreams or Preparing for the Future

I have always been a day-dreamer. I remember shooting baskets in our backyard for hours, dreaming about this and that, where I was going, and what I was going to do. It was an amazing time that I loved. It was half-exercise and half contemplation. But I doubt that those dreams actually changed much in my life.
The dreams were interesting. They were colorful and exciting, and I did great and amazing things. I conquered the world. I discovered new planets. I was elected as president. Every child has dreams like this, and that’s okay—it’s only the dream of a child. But what happens when adults dream in this manner.
As a preface, don’t interpret this post as bashing dreams. I think dreams are very valid and a healthy part of life. It is good to dream of good things. But two caveats:
1) If the object of the dream becomes the dream itself, then it is no longer a good dream. For example, if I dream of getting a BMW because I want a BMW to gratify myself, it is no longer a good or helpful dream. I am substituting God’s goodness for temporal and unsatisfying pleasure.
2) Any dream that does not change my life is not a true dream. By true dream I mean that any concept which means so much to me that I dream about it, it must affect the way I live my life. If I want to buy a house, then my lifestyle in an apartment would change in a way that would help me to prepare for buying a house. I would start saving money and researching the steps necessary to buy that house. If I was unwilling to start saving or start researching, than that dream is not a “true” dream because it does not actually affect change in my life.
With these guidelines in mind, do your dreams actually qualify as valid, good dreams? Or do you waste your time daydreaming about things that provide no benefit to your life. The most poignant example of this, I think, is that of marriage. I know (and have known) lots of folks (primarily girls) who were ga-ga over the concept of getting married… (And of course, this applies to guys as well…) But what we should do is take a step back from the situation and say, “I’m not married now, so what should I do in my life to prepare for that?” You see, the dream is affecting life because it is changing the manner of living.
If I dreamed of playing in the NBA, it would be prudent of me to play basketball and prepare. I would be at the gym as soon as it was open, shooting, dribbling, passing and playing games. I can dream all I want, but it won’t take me anywhere.
I have certain goals and dreams in my life. I must constantly remind myself that these goals don’t happen overnight or intrinsically. Dreams come to fruition because of intense work that is completed right now, not tomorrow.
You see, that’s the beauty of dreams. It motivates you to prepare for the future because of the goodness and excitement you see in the dream. Now the key is to consider your dreams, watching to see if they positively influence who you are and where you are going.

Smoking with Emphysema or Self Destructive Behavior

I saw The Departed this weekend, and I noticed a minor character who was smoking while on an oxygen tank. It reminded me of a similar scene that I encountered last fall as I watched (and heard) an elderly gentlemen cough uncontrollably while puffing on a cigarette and breathing from an oxygen tank. In both situations, I just simply wondered, “Why?”
I wrote about this earlier this year in Shouldn’t You Know Better: I watched a nurse puff away on her cigarette, so it’s no surprise that I would mention this as one of the most absurd and destructive behaviors. But smoking is easy to pick on for two major reasons: one, I don’t smoke and two, it’s really dumb to smoke with an oxygen tank. And I don’t think you’d find much disagreement over this.
Not all destructive behavior is so easy to diagnose. We as Americans regularly down greasy, unhealthy foods in harmful quantities. Do you ever wonder how many calories were in your last meal at a restaurant? I would wager you don’t want to know and would be shocked to find out how truly terrible these meals are. Do we care? Probably. Do we act like we care? I doubt it.
We have all sped from time to time. Some of us have done so excessively and dangerously. Some people box with a wall when they’re angry, which, by the way is always a lose-lose proposition for the hand and the wall. Some people eat when they’re depressed; others may purge themselves under adversity.
The world is filled with workaholics who spend their lives trying to “make it” in life. They dream of possession and stuff, only to find little or no satisfaction in the very things that were supposed to make them happy. We work 60 hour weeks, build faulty relationships, and fall prey to shreds of stress as life constantly explodes in our faces. We chose friends that destroy us little by little, choosing them because of some ill-conceived need we feel we have. And we neglect those who actually care.
And we go to bed at night only to get up and do the same things again.
Everyone struggles with this, and if you assume that you don’t, then I would say you’re living a delusional life. We all do things, that, when logically considered, only show how foolish our decisions are. And we wonder why life seems so difficult. And we wonder why things are as they are.
And all the while we refuse to acknowledge our poor choices and their effects on our lives.

Failure to Educate

As you know (or will soon know), every conference is given a 30-second commercial during football games with a team from that conference. And if both teams are from the same conference, the conference gets two commercials…you get the idea, I’m sure. At any rate, as I watched the A&M – Missouri football game on Saturday, I was bombarded with the same Big XII comercial twice…and here it is:
“The Big Twelve is committed to education. That is why we’re creating a special program to help Middle Schoolers and their parents prepare for college…..” (bla bla bla)
This sounds great, right? But I’m confused… I thought the purpose of middle school (and school in general) was to get an education and prepare for the future. So if that’s the purpose of school, why do we need all of these additional programs? It seems like a sad indicator of the overall failure of our educational system.

The Concert Sway

A few weeks ago, while I was at the Guster concert, I watched an older woman perform the alcohol-laced concert sway. She repeated it over and over again, and all the while, we laughed at this foolish-looking behaviour. Well, a friend of mine was at another concert and filmed this, so I thought I would share it with the world. It’s awkward and I just don’t understand why people think it’s okay.

Rainy Days

It was a rainy day, and so I waited until after it stopped raining to head out this evening. But I walked outside to the sounds of raindrops smacking the ground, and I thought, “Dang, I didn’t realize it was still raining.”
I ran to the car and proceeded to Starbucks. After Ryan and I sat down, the rain subsided.
Leaving Starbucks a little later, I noticed that it was still sprinkling. As I drove home, the intensity of the rain grew and grew. By the time I got back to the apartment, it was a regular downpour. All of the close spots were taken, so I sat in the visitor parking for a few minutes contemplating my next move. It seemed as though the Red Sea separated me from the building. And I didn’t have a staff to part the waters.
It had been a while since I walked through the rain, so I opted to take off my watch and shoes, and saunter through the rain.
I got soaked, but it was good. I heartily recommend a stroll through the rain. It’s refreshing.